SYDNEY SAVAGE

Insatiable

by PJ

 

Sydney Savage felt hot, feverish, and she couldn't understand why. Sydney lay on her side, the cabin swaying gently as the sea rolled beneath the Danger Girl yacht. Both round portholes of the cabin were open, cool, salty, sea air wafted inside the dark cabin, the night sky was clear and glittering with silver stars.

Sydney moaned softly, tossing off the bed covers, her naked body glimmering with sweat. Syd bit her lower lip hard, perspiration soaking her flushed forehead, damp hair framing her beautiful face. Sydney slid a fingertip across her quivering lips, she wrapped the digit with her mouth, sucking fiercely upon it, her tongue stroking the length of her finger.

Memories played through Sydney's feverish mind: Major Maxim, looming over her, strong, gloved fingers digging through her thick hair; Maxim's enormous cock before her face, feelings of reluctance mixed with a terrible hunger that demanded to be sated; Sydney sucking on Major Maxim's swollen cock, eager to milk his member for every drop of warm cream.

Sydney moaned again, louder, rubbing her hot thighs together, her bare breasts gleaming with moisture. Slowly opening her glazed, blue eyes, Sydney dropped her left hand to her crotch, began rubbing her throbbing pussy. Sighing with pleasure, Sydney spread the petals of her sex and dug two fingers into her cunt, stabbing them in vigorously, her sweat-slick thighs quaking as she thrust harder and harder into her tight hole.

Sydney panted as she added her right hand, fondling her itching clit, stroking her wet inner thighs while she fingered herself faster, slim, stabbing digits already wet with vaginal honey, but Syd desired more, she wanted to soak her plunging fingers with her sticky juices.

Syd rolled onto her back, she spread her legs apart until her bare feet dangled off the sides of the bed. Sydney's crotch was bucking, she arched her back, gasping sharply, her breasts rising as she closed her eyes and buried her fingers to the knuckles within her dripping pussy. Sydney's crotch rolled up and down upon the bed, the fingers of her right hand massaging her engorged clitoris while her sticky left hand digits dipped through the trembling lips of her pussy, stroking the tender folds of her damp vagina.

Moaning, writhing upon her bed, Sydney slipped her oozing fingers from her cunt and brought them to her lips. Sydney's lips tingled as she licked and sucked her cum-soaked fingers clean, the fever wracking her body ebbed, the sex-starved haze clouding her vision cleared.

"What did they do to me?" murmured Sydney thoughtfully before she licked her wet digits to catch every last drop of her nectar.

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Sydney climbed onto the yacht's polished deck, her dark brown hair snapping in the strong wind. The yacht was cutting through the azure swells, heading for a mist-shrouded outcropping of rock to the east.

"We're almost there, Sydney!" shouted Victor over the crash of the tossing sea.

Sydney smiled and climbed up a short ladder to the cockpit where Victor piloted the yacht. Victor was Valerie's younger brother, a lanky teenager with close-cropped blonde hair, freckles across his nose, and cheerful, brown eyes. Sydney stood to Victor's right, shading her eyes as she tried to make out details of the approaching island. Out of the corner of her left eye, Sydney caught Victor leering at her, staring at her barely covered breasts and exposed buttocks.

"Like what you see, Vic?" grinned Sydney.

"Huh? Oh! Sorry," blushed Victor, quickly returning his attention to the rising bow of the yacht.

Sydney's mouth suddenly became dry. The fever of the night before started to rise again, Sydney pressed her right palm against her brow, face flushing, breath quickening.

"Uh, Sydney, are you okay?" asked Victor with a frown.

"Can you stop the yacht for a second?" groaned Sydney, leaning one shapely hip against the cockpit console.

"Yeah! Sure!" nodded Victor, dragging back the engine lever, the yacht easing to a stop to bob gently upon the ocean.

Sydney raised her face to look at Victor, her bright, blue eyes strayed to the boy's crotch, she licked her lips to moisten them.

"You don't look so good," observed Victor, staring hard at Sydney's burning face, his glasses perched on the bridge of his freckled nose.

"I need you to go along with me for something," moaned Sydney, her nipples poking through her black bikini top, glistening droplets rolling down her inner thighs.

"Uh, okay," nodded Victor. "What do you want me to do?"

"Just stand there," sighed Sydney, dropping to her knees, grasping Victor's shorts and yanking them down.

"Sydney!" exclaimed Victor, his light brown eyes wide with alarm and shock.

Sydney was moaning as she sucked the boy's cock into her mouth, her lips locked around Victor's prick, tongue stroking beneath the flaccid member.

"Mmm, so good," groaned Sydney, holding the base of Victor's cock with both hands. Sydney hungrily sucked all of Victor's cock into her mouth, tongue stroking, lips caressing. Victor leaned back against the cockpit console, hips quaking, gasps exploding from his open mouth as he clung to the dashboard, watching Sydney's beautiful face bob while she went down on him, rich brown hair swaying with the motion of her pumping head.

Sydney looked up into Victor's wide eyes, running her tongue up his cock to the bulb tip. "When you climax, I want you to shoot your cum inside my mouth, I want it all, understand?"

"Yes, Ma'am!" gasped Victor, fingers digging into the dash when Sydney slurped his cock back between her wet lips, slender fingers massaging his balls.

Sydney caressed Victor's thin legs as she sucked on his member, running her palms up his lanky thighs to his stomach, slipping her hands underneath his loose shirt, scratching his skin with her sharp nails while she devoured his meat, her saliva soaking the boy's entire prick. Victor's prick was much smaller than Major Maxim's, but it hardened quickly, Sydney could easily fit its complete length within her mouth, she pressed her face into the quivering boy's crotch, her nose filled with the musk of his blonde pubic hair. Sydney's crimson cheeks tightened, she sucked harder upon Victor's cock, droplets of semen already dripping onto her stroking tongue.

Victor buried his hands in Sydney's warm, silky hair. The boy began thrusting into Sydney's mouth, driving his erection deep into the gorgeous, young woman's throat.

"Mmm, that's it, fuck my mouth," smiled Sydney before she slurped Victor's shaft through her gleaming lips, tilting her head back so that Victor thrust down into her throat, their eyes meeting as the boy held Sydney by the hair and humped between her open lips.

Victor's thrusts grew faster and faster, he moaned sharply, clutching Sydney's hair, squeezing his eyes shut as he climaxed inside Sydney's sucking mouth.

Sydney let Victor's spent cock slide gradually out from her tight lips. Keeping her mouth shut so she wouldn't lose a drop of the boy's warm cum, Sydney dipped her right hand into her black thong, scratching her pussy, squatting down on the cockpit deck so her cunt would spread open for her working fingers. Victor dragged up his shorts, hypnotized by the sight of Sydney masturbating in front of him, lips clamped shut, her nostrils flaring as she probed her sex repeatedly, coating her slim fingers in sweet honey.

When the smell of Sydney's drenched pussy filled the cockpit, Syd pulled free her dripping fingers and brought them to her tightly pressed lips. Tilting her head back again, Sydney opened her cum-filled mouth and dipped her honey-soaked fingers into the white jizz, mixing the two fluids, then swallowing both. Sydney fell back onto her bare buttocks, legs splayed apart, breasts heaving as she ran a damp finger across her sticky lips, then popping the digit into her mouth, languidly sucking upon the slim, gleaming finger. Sydney closed her eyes, oblivious to Victor as she savored the taste of the boy's milk and her own honey. The fever faded, the awful hunger was satisfied..for a little while.

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